Warming up to Summer

This couldn't be real right? Summer's face was so close, and so beautiful... Just a minute ago Lauren was running out of the massage room, completely horrified by the idea that she was touching another woman's body...like that. But she wasn't exactly dressed to go outside, so Lauren couldn't just leave. She decided to sit down in the changing room and calm herself down, but that just let Summer catch up to her, wiping the tears out of those beautiful blue eyes... Lauren couldn't look away from the gorgeous blonde's deep, so very deep, blue eyes...except maybe to look at those soft, wet lips. So close...so kissable...and they were moving closer, or was Lauren the one moving? It was hard to tell, and hard to care about it too much when Summer's eyes and lips and face were all so close and beautiful and...

"You okay?" Summer asked with a warm smile. Lauren blinked and straightened up, suddenly realizing she was leaning very close to Summer, who loomed over her a little as she sat on a bench. "You were looking kinda intense."

"Huh?" Lauren said, trying to banish thoughts of the other woman's lips...and eyes... She was a married woman, she couldn't be thinking about how nice it would be to snuggle up against Summer's curves. Definitely shouldn't be thinking about being pulled into a warm, loving hug...those breasts pressing softly against her body...mmmm maybe letting her hand slip down a bit...Summer would wiggle her hips a little, and Lauren would slide her hand inside the towel to rest on soft, fleshy... "Huh?" Lauren asked again, snapping out of her sudden daze.

"You're cute when you're zoned out," Summer giggled, making Lauren blush a little. "You can go back to massaging me...if you want. I'm sorry for the outburst earlier. Crystal was thinking of something rather...intense."

"N-no I'm...okay... Um, is Crystal okay?" Lauren asked, very much wanting to touch Summer's body some more, but knowing that that would be a massive mistake. She noticed Summer's gaze flick to the side for a moment, Summer's eyes not quite wanting to meet her own.

"She's as fine as she always is. Wouldn't want me talking about stuff like that though. Sorry." Summer gave Lauren a bright, warm smile and Lauren could see that Summer genuinely didn't want to talk about it herself, so she decided not to push.

"Well, you definitely look better than I do..." So pretty... "Um, I mean that you're really good at dealing with negative emotions. Honestly wish I was better at that...maybe I could teach my daughter if I was..."

"You mean your oldest? Or one of your other two?" Summer asked, slowly taking a seat next to Lauren, but still giving Lauren her space. It was a good 'mom' move that Lauren herself used a lot. Put yourself on the same level as the person you're talking to, make it feel like you're on their side instead of just telling them you are, but give them the space to invite you in so that you aren't just trying to bash down their walls with a hammer. Summer would make a good mom.

"My oldest, Carmen. She's..." Lauren sighed, wondering how to explain Carmen... She was glad that Summer was asking about her kids, it helped keep her mind on the fact that she wasn't here on vacation, and helped keep her mind off of how sexy Summer's body was...barely covered in that towel...curves on the brink of pouring out...so much soft feminine flesh...too much for Lauren to hold back with her hands...but she could certainly try... "Difficult..." Lauren finished, wrenching her mind back on topic.

"Aren't they all?" Summer asked cheerfully.

"Well...yeah. Jeremy and Sylvia are absolute nightmares most of the time, but I can forgive them more easily because they don't really know much better than to scream their heads off when they want something. Carmen...well she's 20 years old, she should know better by now."

"Did you?"

"No, and that's what's so frustrating!" Lauren said with a genuine laugh. She felt her body turning toward Summer, and knew that she was unconsciously opening herself up more, letting Summer in, but she let it happen. It was good to have a friend, and Summer was even better than that. An old friend that you liked hanging out with years ago, and started to reconnect with recently, scared about how much they might've changed, only to find that they were still enjoyable and all their changes had been for the better. "But my issues were..." Lauren's eyes dipped down to Summer's expansive cleavage. "...a lot different than hers. I wish she had your positivity, she's a good girl, I know she is...but she takes everything so harshly, puts it all in the worst possible light and just decides that that's reality. I want to be there for her more, but she... Well, I love her regardless, and I hope that the next time I see her she can still recognize her mother..." Lauren blinked a few times as the suddenly fear she hadn't known was there raised its head. Would Carmen recognize her the next time they saw each other? Would her younger kids know their mother at all? Would Richard?

"That's something I didn't even think about honestly. I guess I got lucky that I came here with Crystal. I'd hate to go through all this and not have my twin recognize me anymore...although Crystal would probably figure it out. She's amazing, she's already thinking of what to do and how to get out of this. Her mind goes so fast I can't even keep up! Maybe she can help you too," Summer offered with a huge grin, the busty blonde just a beacon of light that Lauren couldn't help but be influenced by. "Hey, you know what'll help? Some good food!" Lauren suddenly realized she was kinda thirsty...and not in THAT sort of- Well...maybe she was thirsty in both ways.

"Some food does sound nice."

"Right? We gotta find the kitchen! You definitely know how to cook yeah?" Summer asked excitedly.

"I don't think I'm a match for a professional chef but...I've made my fair share of mac and cheese over the years," Lauren said with a smile.

"Professional baker, I wouldn't want to go up against you in a mac and cheese off! Eggplant!" Summer called out, standing and almost letting her towel drop. Lauren swallowed hard and tried unsuccessfully not to stare. "Where are you princess? Come to mommy! Oh! We're both kinda moms now!" Summer suddenly spun toward Lauren with a great big grin. Lauren wasn't sure picking up a magical animal created by an otherworldly fox woman of god-like power from an opera theater and declaring boldly to be its new owner counted as motherhood...but as Eggplant padded into the changing room, oddly respectful of the girls' privacy, and Summer picked up the adorable little fox and snuggled it happily... Well, maybe motherhood wasn't so easy to define.

"Oh!" The fox had shifted to lick Summer's nose and in doing so accidently brushed against her towel, causing the loose knot to unfold and the garment to slip down to the floor. Lauren choked on her own tongue as she gasped sharply, eyes drawn to Summer's nude body only partially obscured by the purple fox, who seemed to have no idea what she'd done, just continuing to lick Summer's face happily. Lauren's heart hammered in her chest as she turned away, red faced and squeezing her legs together tightly while Summer just laughed it off and fixed changed back into her cheer outfit. Lauren kept her gaze averted and changed back too, vowing that she would keep herself no matter what. She had to beat this game and come out without losing who she was, not just for herself but for her daughters...her husband. She wouldn't let this game take her away.

Summer shivered as she and Lauren made their way to the hotel, following along behind her cute little Eggplant! The air was a bit warmer outside, but she felt as though the warmth air just reminded her of how cold her body was...and that fact nagged at her more than it usually would have, but she just smiled and thought about how cute Eggplant was when she let her tail swish around in the air like that! She was also kinda thinking about how Lauren looked really nice in her cheer outfit, and made her feel just a bit warmer so she just let her mind sort of wander in that direction a bit too. She could feel Crystal in her head, cold and irritable, but inside that icy cocoon Summer knew her sister's love for her shone bright and warm. It was something she could literally feel now, and that ability alone made this whole experience worth it to her. Summer now knew, unequivocally and free of all doubt that her sister loved her more than anything. How could she act cold and indifferent in light of such a beautiful sensation?

"Damien!" Lauren said as their former teacher walked out of the hotel and came up to the pair of them. Summer gave him a big smile, she hadn't really gotten a chance to talk to him, and if this show was supposed to make her a part of his harem she ought to at least know more about him.

"Oh hey..." Damien frowned a bit as he looked over the two blondes. "Lauren right? And...Crystal?"

"Summer, and wow I haven't been mistaken for my sister for ages!" Summer laughed, causing the man to look abashed. Aw he looked kinda cute like that! Summer wondered what his favorite food was, maybe she could cook it for him?

"Sorry about that, I'll try not to do that too much. Uh hey, I just ran into Suki and Victoria," Damien said, pointing back toward the hotel. "You just missed them, but I think they were going to their room to...chat. So if you wanted to talk to them some I'd wait a bit."

"Why would we want to talk to them?" Lauren asked, turning toward Summer with a frown. Summer just shrugged, she was happy to chat with anyone else if they wanted, but she didn't know why Damien was bringing this up.

"Uh...aren't you girls part of the same cheer team?" Damien questioned, looking pointedly at their skimpy little outfits. "I mean...aren't you friends?" Summer and Lauren looked at each other for a beat and turned back toward Damien.

"That was 10 years ago. I haven't spoken to anyone on the team since...well since I got married," Lauren said, her hand moving to her finger and playing idly with the empty spot a wedding ring would normally go. Huh, Summer never noticed that Lauren arrived without her wedding ring, that was interesting. She couldn't imagine Lauren taking it off, so Nymeera must've kept it from appearing with her. Summer wondered why that was. Crystal might have some guesses, but Lauren definitely looked uncomfortable without it.

"We're not strangers," Summer jumped in, sliding over to Lauren and giving her a big sidelong hug, pressing the lovely housewife's body against her own. "And it's great to see everyone again, but 10 years is a long time you know?" Lauren started to gasp and sputter cutely as Summer's arm held her captive against her soft curves. Summer thought the other woman's flailing was adorable, and she could tell Lauren's movements were mostly just for show, she didn't seem to really want to escape Summer's grip, but Summer released her regardless. "So we're gonna reconnect with some cooking! We were just about to go look for the kitchen and see if they'd let us whip up a little something..." Summer's eyes widened as she suddenly got a brilliant idea!

'Summer...' Crystal said warningly in her head.

"You should totally come with us! What's your favorite thing to eat? Oh we can make it for you and see how you like it! That'll be fun won't it Lauren? Cooking for the Master?" Summer gasped as a sudden flash of warm sensual energy flowed through her from head to...well not QUITE to her toes, hehe. "Ooo, that was nice," and it made her feel a bit warmer too... "Master!" Summer said again, experimentally, smiling as yet another wave of warmth flowed into her. "Master! Master. Master~ Maasterrr. Mmmm Master! Oh Master!" Summer sang out, eyes crossing a little as her body was definitely feeling warmed up now! She had a nice rosy flush to her face, her nipples were hard as rocks and her pussy was starting to get wet. "Master..." Summer moaned, licking her lips slowly. "Maaaa-"

'Summer for fuck's sake stop that!' Crystal's voice in her head suddenly broke Summer out of her lust trance and she realized Damien and Lauren were looking at her very uncomfortably. Crystal's voice sounded a little strained as well, even as just a thought in her head. Oops, Summer forgot her sister was going to be feeling what she was feeling! "Sorry!" Summer said with a weak smile, hoping that the bond transferred her shame properly.

"It's uh...okay," Damien said, not realizing that Summer wasn't talking to him.

"M-maybe we should just find the kitchen?" Lauren asked, looking just as flushed as Summer for some reason, and also licking her lips. Summer shrugged happily, and followed the two of them toward the hotel, with Damien grumbling that he just came from there. The chill she'd been feeling earlier felt a little further away now, though even she could tell that she wasn't actually any warmer, she was just horny.

'The transformation seems to link our physical body temperature with our emotional state. The colder we are physically, the colder emotionally. You managed to sort of cheat the system by using Damien's transformation to counter yours, making your body warmer to make your emotional state warmer too. I don't feel any warmer personally, but I can tell that you do. Very interesting...' Summer just giggled, she didn't really know what Crystal was talking about, she was way smarter than Summer was, but she trusted her sister to figure this whole thing out, and when she was done she could just tell Summer what she needed to do. Summer felt a sad amusement from Crystal, which was a strange feeling to describe! 'You've got it backwards. I'm relying on you to help me. We both know you're the stronger one. Not even a day into this transformation and I'm already letting it get to me, but you're going through the same thing and you still haven't lost yourself... I'm sorry I'm making you go through this. Really...'

Summer stopped in the middle of the hotel lobby, causing Damien and Lauren to stop as well, looking at her curiously, but Summer wasn't focused on them right now. Summer could feel Crystal's guilt and depression starting to mount, she felt her sister, her brilliant, successful, beautiful sister start to feel inferior to Summer of all people! Summer shot an angry frown toward no one in particular and put her hands on her hips. "You're being silly Crystal!" she chastised loudly, all but shaking her finger in the air. "You're not making me go through anything! Stop being so sad! It's depressing! The only reason I can be so positive, is because I know I've got you here to help me when I need it. So cheer up! Smile! Maybe rub one out. You'll feel better afterwards!" Damien and Lauren suddenly looked very uncomfortable, but Summer didn't mind, because it worked! Crystal was no longer feeling guilty or depressed.

'Shut up! You can't just say things like that! At least tell me you didn't say it out loud where someone could hear you...' Summer looked at Damien and Lauren and considered lying... 'Unbelievable! Just kill me now Nymeera!' Eh... Mission accomplished. Now about that kitchen...

Eggplant was a great guide! She led the group directly to the hotel's kitchen, where Summer had to gape a little at how spotless and clean everything was. "Wow!" she exclaimed, running around and looking at everything. "Say what you will about Nymeera, but she keeps a clean kitchen! If I didn't know better I'd say all of this was brand new!"

"Well..." Damien said, running a finger along a stainless steel countertop. "I'd say we probably don't know better..."

"What do you mean?" Lauren questioned, looking around the kitchen but she was probably more used to a smaller, house kitchen and wasn't properly appreciating restaurant sized kitchen and all its glory! There were ovens for baking, stoves for cooking, pots for boiling, coolers for chilling, and the pantry was just a big door that said 'Ingredients.' Summer opened the door and looked inside for some flour and found it. Then she closed the door and opened it again looking for some fresh onions, and the inside had changed to accommodate her desires! Oh that's a dream!

"Well there's a few things," said Damien, frowning a bit and looking kinda like Crystal when she puzzled something out. "First, this is the first day of the season right? Or the prologue to the show? Either way we can probably assume this entire world has been generated just for us. I don't think Nymeera needs to repurpose anything, and if you look around you'll see that everything looks spotless and clean, not just the kitchen. I wasn't really outside for long but even the cobblestone paths looked brand new, just stylized to look older. Second, Nymeera's magic means she doesn't ever have to worry about cleaning anything, there aren't any foxes here after all."

"Wrah!"

"Eggplant takes offense to that!" Summer said, sticking her tongue out and Damien and going to pick up Eggplant, giving the cute purple fox a big ol' smooch on the nose!

"Err, I meant no foxes working here..."

"Wrah!" Eggplant frowned at Damien again and lifted its tail up, miming pulling down on something as a textbox appeared in the air before them.

'Reserve Opera House for Date with Master. No charge! Customize your experience.'

Damien held his hands up defensively. "My point is that if Nymeera doesn't have foxes cleaning the kitchen, or keeping or maintaining it that means she doesn't have to, and that means she could just magic it clean whenever she wants, and besides all that, Nymeera can just make whatever food she wants appear before us like magic. So why would she bother cooking anything? The kitchen is probably for us when we decide we want to use it, like most things here, and if we don't use it it never gets used. Also Opera House? Why is she advertising an Opera House?"

"Oh that's where I adopted her from," Summer explained happily, giving Eggplant scritches behind her cute little ears. Eggplant's mouth opened up in a happy little smile and her long tail started to wag and Summer felt her heart melting all over again.

"A- adopted...?"

"Eggplant is mine now. I saw her and she became the love of my life and if anything happens to her I'll cry," Summer shot a serious look Damien's way and pouted fiercely like she did when she was adamant about getting her way. Damien just barked out a quick laugh and threw his hands up in the air.

"Noted. So, what are we making?"

"We?" Lauren asked, sounding surprised. "Wait are you going to cook with us?"

"Is that an issue? I mean I'm not exactly practiced at it, but I've made a few things before."

"Oh uh...I guess not I just...my husband never cooks with me. I guess I-"

"We'd LOVE to have you cook with us!" Summer broke in, beaming brightly as she set down Eggplant and hurried over. "What do you want to cook? What's your favorite food? Oh let's make THAT!"

"Well uh... I don't know that I have a 'favorite' food. Mostly just a pizza, or steak kind of guy."

"We can make pizza," Summer said, already deciding on it. It would be perfect. "I could make the crust and do the baking, Lauren could handle the ingredients, and Damien could pick out what goes on it and assist us as needed!" This was so much fun!

'This is a bad idea. This is exactly what Nymeera wants you know? Get close to him, and then you'll be more willing to open up your legs later.'

"Don't be such a spoil sport!" Summer said aloud, making Lauren and Damien look at each other in confusion. "Okay let's get started!"

"Wait..." Lauren said almost desperately. "Are we really going to cook in our cheer outfits?"

"Wrah!" Eggplant brayed, heading to a closet just out the kitchen and tapping on its, surprisingly high tech looking, lock with her tail. A textbox appeared, and Summer walked closer to inspect it.

'Kitchen outfits:'

'Contestants- 100 BP'
'Suki- 50 BP'
'Master- 0 BP'

"Oh! Good girl Eggplant!" Summer preened happily, making sure to reward Eggplant with some enthused petting.

"Kitchen outfit is kinda vague..." Damien said, rubbing his chin. "And why does Suki have a discount?"

"No clue," Summer said with a smile, taking her phone out. "But it's what we wanted so-"

"Hold on," Lauren said, holding out a hand to physically stop Summer. Mmm she was kinda strong. "We don't know what these outfits are, we shouldn't just spend our BP on them without checking first. Some of us only have so much... Let's let Damien try first okay? It's free for him, and it'll give us an idea of what we're getting ourselves into."

"I'm alright with that," Damien acknowledged, taking out his own phone. Wait, when did he get a phone?!

Damien tapped the lock with his phone and after a small chime he was suddenly wearing something else! A clean thin cotton shirt, some fitting pants, and an apron. Perfect apparel for working a kitchen! Summer would even let him work in her own kitchen wearing that. The shirt was also nice and tight around his figure and Summer found herself admiring the way his body looked underneath...

'Summer. No!'

"Feels pretty normal so far," he said, turning in it and letting the girls check him out. Well maybe he was just getting used to the fit, but Summer was definitely checking him out! Lauren didn't seem too interested though for some reason.

"I guess that would be fine, and a lot better than cooking in my cheer outfit. Alright, I suppose it isn't too expensive...and that looks much more comfortable for wearing around the resort anyway." Lauren took out her own phone, much to Summer's glee and the girls held their phones up to the electronic lock/phone reader together.

"EEek!" Lauren shrieked as her and Summer's clothes vanished, leaving them both completely naked, including underwear, in only a skimpy apron each.

"Oh..."

'What happened? Summer? Why are you feeling so surprised and embarrassed?'

"Uh..." Damien's eyes turned to look away respectfully, but only for a second or two, the draw of the girls' bodies was too appealing for his gaze to stay away for long.

"I'm fine!" Summer said/thought quickly to her sister. "Just didn't expect 'kitchen outfit' to mean 'apron only.'"

'...what?'

"Nope!" Lauren said quickly, grabbing onto the apron as though to rip it off completely. "We're not cooking in this either! I'll take back my skimpy cheerleader uniform!" Lauren looked around, giving Summer a really nice look at her ass. Damn... Lauren must do some nice workouts...

'Summer!'

"Hmm? Huh? Oh! Sorry. It's fine," Summer thought/spoke. She was having trouble getting the hang of this telepathy thing. It felt like she could understand what Crystal wanted to tell her just fine, but telling Crystal what she wanted to say was trickier... Probably just because her sister was a genius! She'd probably have never gotten tricked by Nymeera.

"Good Girls." Damien blinked a few times, frowning slightly. Summer frowned a bit too.

"What was that about?"

"Don't know...just suddenly my brain went on autopilot and decided I needed to say...that."

"Well don't say it again, that's creepy!" Lauren said, still looking around for her cheer outfit, the closet didn't actually have anything inside it apparently. More Nymeera magic. "Oh come on... Where is my uniform?"

"Wrack!" Eggplant yipped, drawing attention to herself. Slowing she looked up at the ceiling, causing Summer's eyes to look up too. Nothing was there except the sprinkler system... Oh good, if there was a fire they wouldn't have to rely on magic to save them! That was kind of Nymeera!

"Wait... Is she looking up toward my room?" Lauren asked, looking up as well. "My uniform was moved to my room! I have to walk through this hotel wearing...this?!"

"Oh come on, it's not that bad!" Summer said, trying to keep things positive. "It's just us girls and Master D-mm Damien here."

"My naked body isn't something I want to show to ANY of you!"

"Well that's a shame, it's a great body. You must work hard to keep it looking as good as you do!"

"I... Really? Um thank you, I guess?" Lauren questioned, blushing and twirling a bit of her ponytail bashfully. Hehe, she was kind of a pushover.

"Totally! Well, we know that our uniforms are just fine!"

"We do NOT know that..."

"So anyway let's make that pizza!"

"You really don't have to..." Damien protested, though Summer noted he definitely wasn't looking away. "I don't mind waiting till you get changed..."

"Skimpy apron or skimpy cheerleader," Summer shrugged, "It really doesn't matter. Honestly I'd rather cook in an apron anyway."

"Couldn't we wear both?" Lauren asked, though Summer noticed she was staring at her exposed ass as she said it. That made her feel REAL warm...

"I don't think so," Summer said while having no idea whether that would work or not. "Nymeera probably wouldn't let us layer our clothes. That'd ruin the whole point right Mr. Carter?" Mmm that little flicker of bliss wasn't strong, but it was still good.

"Hey, I'm certainly not going to complain about being surrounded by beautiful women in less clothes. I'm a red-blooded degenerate, same as the next guy, but do you really want to just make a pizza like nothing's...unusual about this?"

"It'll be fine," Summer said with a confident grin.

"It's dangerous," Lauren said, showing her mom side. "What if some of our exposed skin touches the inside of an oven, or a knife falls, or slips?"

"Well..." To Summer's surprise it was Damien who responded to that. "You shouldn't have to worry about that actually. Nymeera told me that nothing bad, well violent, can happen to you while you're here. It isn't very sexy to maim the Contestants right? So I think we can trust her on that...and she seemed very confident in her safeguards..." Summer grinned even bigger.

"Perfect! Then let's make a pizza!"

"I...think I need a drink first..." Lauren said softly, heading toward the refrigerator and opening it up. Inside was a big, tall glass of soy milk. How did Summer know it was soy milk? Well it was just sorta obvious when you looked at it.

"Ah, right I forgot about that..." Damien said as Lauren took the glass and gave a big sip of it, sighing deeply as she started to drink.

"Ahh... Wow, I didn't think it would hit that hard till I got to a kitchen..."

"Hey..." Summer said, pouting a bit. "Let me in on this you two. What's going on?"

"You don't remember Lauren's Transformation?" Damien asked. Summer shook her head guilelessly, which caused Damien to sigh for some reason. Pretty rude honestly... "It was the Does a Body Good one. She craves milk and..." Damien's eyes dropped to Lauren's bust...she blushed deeply.

"Right! It makes you stronger right?" Summer asked, vaguely recalling the details. Honestly she was kinda terrified of Nymeera at the time and wasn't really paying much attention to anything. She did remember her own Transformation, and getting that glimpse into Crystal's head. Summer's smile faded for a moment, the kitchen feeling so much colder suddenly as she remembered what her sister endured at Nymeera's hands... Fox bitch... "Ahem, boy it's cold in here..." Summer said, suddenly, heading to the oven, which just so happened to be a perfect oven for a pizza! Lucky! Or maybe it was more magic? Summer started to pre heat it and turned toward her cohorts. "Let's not dwell on the negative. We have a once in a lifetime chance here. A magic kitchen, any ingredient we want at the snap of our fingers, and new...old friends to hang out with! And the view isn't so bad either eh? Let's make the best pizza anyone has ever tasted!"

Lauren did want to finish her milk first, but Summer had succeeded in getting them both on board with cooking up something yummy. The apron was...scandalously sparse, and her butt was on full display for Damien, and Lauren's, wandering eyes, but Summer felt so at home in a kitchen she honestly didn't even mind. Crystal was feeling very happy that she was happy, and that happiness bounced back to Summer who returned it in kind and so on and so forth. It felt so good to be cooking. Summer knew that a lot of women didn't appreciate the old saying 'a woman's place is in the kitchen,' but for her that was actually true. A kitchen was where she could do the most good, where she could take scattered ingredients, and make them so much more than just the sum of their parts, and good food was the best way to spread joy to others. That was what Summer did, she made people feel better through food. It was what she was born to do.

"You're uh...really good at that..." Lauren complimented as Summer kneaded the dough that would become their pizza crust.

"Well I better be! My employees would be so disappointed if I wasn't doing a good job!" Summer replied cheerfully, continuing to work the dough by hand. Sometimes her employees would use a roller, but Summer hated doing that. She couldn't feel the dough with a roller to tell when it was kneaded enough. Her hands would tell her when it was done, nice and springy, but still airy enough to give it that soft, flaky texture when it was done baking.

Lauren was chopping green onions, and her skill with a knife was no joke! Summer could've sent a few of her trainees to learn a thing or two from Lauren, but right now she had stopped and was just staring at Summer. Staring as Summer leaned forward and pushed into the dough, folded it back over itself, gave it a small turn, and pushed again... Damien was staring too, but he was probably just staring at her tits and wondering if he could practice his kneading technique on them instead. Heh, Summer might even let him. Oh! It was done!

"Perfect!" Summer said, beginning to work the crust out into shape before putting it in the oven to brown a bit. She felt eyes on her ass as she bent over to load up the crust... "Damien, how's that sauce coming?" she asked, causing the silly man to jump and suddenly remember that he was supposed to be not letting the sauce burn.

"Uh...looks hot?" he said hopelessly. Luckily Lauren was there to help out. She'd helped with getting the sauce put together too, and making sure all the ingredients were properly measured out. She did insist upon measuring things, that was the biggest difference between them, Summer worked based on feel, every dish was different and unique and you couldn't just blindly follow some cookbook's arbitrary numbers! Honestly though Lauren was a great helper, and she kept Damien on task!

"It's simmering, and starting to thicken nicely," Lauren said, stepping over and checking on his sauce. Summer snickered. 'Thicken nicely...' "Give it another nice, gentle stir, then take it off the heat and let it cool...and keep your eyes on your work!"

"Heh, yes ma'am," Damien said with a small smirk. "And where will your eyes be?" Lauren blushed dark red and turned back to her cutting board. Damien wanted a supreme pizza with onions, mushrooms, sausage, pepperoni and extra cheese, so Lauren had a lot of toppings to chop up and she was making slow progress. Summer could tell because their stations were right next to each other and it was easy to look up and see the attractive blonde working her kitchen knife whenever Summer wanted...and that was fairly often.

"Sh-sh-shu- Just make sure that clean up any mess!"

"I've got the dough ready! Once the sauce cools we'll spread it over the crust Damien. For now let's help Lauren with her choppings."

"Help? I don't need- Eep!" Lauren's protest died as Summer placed herself next to Lauren, getting close so that they could both use the same cutting board, but giving her enough space so that she could still comfortably chop.

"Guess that answers that," Damien said, taking up the spot on Lauren's other side, effectively trapping her between the two of them. "What am I chopping?"

"Not chopping!" Summer said, speedily cutting through the mushrooms Lauren had yet to cut. "We're helping her with her choppings, we need to sauté the mushrooms and precook the sausage. We'll do a bit with the pepperoni too, but they're thin enough to cook through while the pizza is baking. Go to the griddle and put some butter and oil on it. Mark out a section and just get it all lubed up, chop chop!" Summer commanded, looking over to Lauren who blushed but continued working. With the two of them chopping together the duo made quick work of the remaining ingredients and next they needed to make sure to precook the sausage and sauté the mushrooms while the sauce cooled.

"Okay, I know how to sauté," Lauren said, taking the chopped mushrooms toward Damien and loading them up on the griddle where they started to sizzle in the butter and oil Damien had prepped. "Who wants to do the meat?"

"Oh I think we'll all be doing the meat by the end of this month..." Summer said with a grin. Lauren and Damien looked at each other and shook their heads in unison, looking back at Summer with disappointed expressions. Wait...how were they making her feel like their child right now?

"Anyway, Damien can handle his meat and you check on your crust," Lauren said, not even bothering to use the perfect innuendo she'd just set up for herself. After precooking the meat and sautéing the mushrooms the crust was done browning and the sauce was cooled enough to add to the crust. Now everything just had to be put together.

"This has been really fun," Summer said, bending over to put the pizza in the oven. Seriously Nymeera why put the oven so low to the ground?

"...Certainly," Damien said, turning his head to the side with a small smile as Lauren stiffened and started to breathe a little heavier. Ohhhhh, now Summer understood. Cheeky! Hehe... Eggplant yipped from afar, Summer insisted that Eggplant stay away from them while they work. She loved the adorable little fox to ****, but no pets were allowed in her kitchen! She'd prefer to have everyone in hairnets too, but couldn't find any. At least she made sure they washed their hands properly.

"Well we DEFINITELY need to do this again. Maybe get some of the other girls in here too! Crystal you would love helping us mak-"

'No thanks...'

"Well, she'll come around."

"Honestly..." Lauren said smiling softly, "I had a lot of fun too, despite everything. I honestly can't remember the last time I was able to cook without the added stress of wondering if any of my kids would actually eat it, or if I would have enough time to do everything before they woke up from their naps or my husband got home from work. It was...rewarding."

"I'm just glad I didn't burn the hotel down before day 1," Damien said with a reserved smile. "I've never really been one to cook for myself like this. Usually I microwave or order in. I don't get much free time from my studies and teaching my students so...this was a nice change of pace."

"Well working in a kitchen is the best kind of work! Cause afterwards you get to eat the fruits of your efforts!"

Indeed in only a few short minutes the pizza was done and the aroma was enough to get Summer's mouth watering. Lauren got another glass of soy milk to go with it, and Damien stuck with some water. Summer decided she needed something hot to warm her up a bit more, so she got hot tea, bringing the water to a boil herself. When she had her tea and padded over to her two fellow cooks, barefoot of course, she noticed that they didn't really have anything to eat the pizza with...

"Don't we have a pizza cutter?" Damien asked, looking at the mouth watering pie before him and not finding any silverware anywhere.

"I could probably go get the knife," Lauren said, already standing up to do just that.

"Hold it," Summer grinned, setting her tea down and sitting down with the others. "We don't need anything but our mouths to eat this thing! Come on, let's dig in!" Summer said excitedly, grabbing the edge of the pizza and lifting it up, biting directly into the crust with a big grin on her face. Lauren and Damien's jaws dropped as they watched her just bite into the large pizza end first, then looked at each other and smiled. Lauren grabbed an end too and started to bite into the crust, the cheese melting down onto her lips as she did. Summer really wanted to lick the cheese off her lips, but she had her own section of pizza to eat. Not in precise little cut slices, but the whole thing all at once from three different ends of the circle! Damien grabbed his end next, lifting it to his lips as though he couldn't believe he was about to do this, and took a bite.

"Wow, this crust really is cooked to perfection... Damn Summer, I honestly don't think I've ever WANTED to eat the crust of a pizza but you're making me enjoy it." Summer beamed at the compliment, but her heart really warmed at the smile. Baking happiness that she could share with others...that was all she needed out of life. She felt Crystal inside her head, smiling at her, and she just smiled back. Even if she was cold, even if she was held captive by a fox woman intent on making her compete to be part of a harem, she would always take the time to savor the times when people were made happy because of her cooking.

"What till you get to the good stuff," Summer said, biting into the cheese and getting a good mouthful of sausage. Heh, bet Damien would like that! Melty cheese dripped down onto the floor, but Eggplant was nearby to help ensure Nymeera's kitchen stayed spotless. Summer torn off a large chunk of pizza to reward her for being so good.

*ding*
*ding*

Summer and Lauren both heard their phones go off at the same time. Summer's fingers were a little greasy, but hey it was all magic anyway so she just pulled out her phone. Lauren frowned at her and seemed to emphasize how she did not use greasy fingers to take her own phone out of the small little apron pocket they kept them in, but she did lean over to see what the message had to say. Damien had just taken a large bite of pizza so his mouth was full, but he seemed curious too.

Fed the Master +100 BP
(In Uniform) +500 BP

"Oh! Wow!"